I'm so terribly sorry that I haven't updated this recently, I just couldn't work out if I should make her be rude to him because she's the upper class lady. In the end, I left it to good old Darcy to be rude, as he always manages to be rude and handsome in the same second! :D
MMmmm, I'm not too happy about this chapter, but it will have to do!
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CHAPTER THREE
Elle was at a cafe table tapping her fingernails on the polished wood surface when she heard him come up behind her. She had no idea why, but her heart began to speed up to twice its normal pace.
"Miss Liz Regan?"
Elle turned round and gasped. William Darcy was breathtakingly handsome. She'd expected him to be middle aged and good looking, but nothing had prepared her for the rather young, just-out-of-college-but-in-a-man's-world looking guy.
"Uh-huh" she couldn't force her mouth to come out with any intelligible worlds just yet; she was still reeling from shock.
"I'm William Darcy, shall we get down to business?" the cool collected tone he used brought Elle immediately down to earth. Of course he knew how hot he was, and was used to girls mooning over him everywhere he went.
"Stupid girl" she kicked herself
"Yes" she said coldly, mentally refusing to give him any satisfaction of knowing how attractive she found him.
After an hour of solid arguing, Elle left to get some coffee, when she came back, Will was on his mobile complaining.
"So I get stuck with this absolute bimbo of a lawyer who has no idea how bad Bob really is. No Charlie, saying she's a bimbo is not admitting I find her pretty, she may not be as ugly as Aunty Philips…" He sniggered with his twin, as their Aunty Philips was one of the ugliest women in the world "But she's not nearly pretty" while thinking in his head at the same time "She's gorgeous, and knows it"
Elle walked away and threw his coffee in the bin, before returning to the table
"Didn't you get me one?" he asked with a slight tone of guilt in his voice
"No, I didn't. I don't bring coffee to people who insult me"
Elle had the satisfaction of watching his ears (very nice ears, she admitted to herself) go very red indeed.
The meeting continued, both sides refusing to give into the other's demands, until Darcy brought out a sheet of paper showing a statutory declaration from Bob saying that he didn't care how much he had to pay as long as he was 'divorced from his horrible wife'
"Oh! That settles it then doesn't it? We'll just charge our costs to Bob if he wins and if he doesn't, we'll charge him half and make Carol pay the other half"
Why did Elle get the impression that he was looking at her somewhat superiorly?
"I don't think that is acceptable do you? Charging it all off onto my client, although..." he said, showing the first sign of humanity that Elle had seen in him "I think he may just deserve it"
"Huh?" Elle was lost for words. His smile was unlike anything she'd seen before - it lit up his entire face like a volt of electricity. She felt like she personally had been basked in the sun and its warmth.
"I'd much rather be supporting Carol on this, as Bob seems to be one of the grumpiest, most selfish and controlling men on the planet."
"Really?" Elle asked politely "Does he slag women off to their face? I'll bet he calls them non-pretty bimbos. That's disgusting, don't you think?"
Darcy had the grace to blush, and Elle felt somewhat better.
"If you say so" he said coldly a minute or two later "I think we've finished here if we both agree on this, I'll talk to you later." and he promptly swept up his papers and left.
"Well really!" Elle said to herself once he had gone "No-one has ever been as rude as that to me since, well, since forever!!"
Meanwhile, Darcy was thinking to himself as he strode purposefully past an old lady struggling with Tesco Bags
"Insufferable woman!"
Suddenly noticing the poor old dear, he turned around and helped her with her bags across the road
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"Thank you!" said the old lady "I never thought I'd see the day when a real live gentleman would help me in this dreadful day and age. Thank you ever so much"
She tottled away thinking "What a gorgeous Prince Charming, I wonder if my hair was in place. The woman who gets him will be lucky indeed!"
Indeed she will be…..